User blog comment:Llamao/ The Revolts of the Dreaded Lands/@comment-2231917-20110509030244/@comment-3474228-20110509033304

Sliscaer, surprised at the sudden appearance of Seruc, spins around and ducks, the knife thudding into the back wall of his chamber. "Ah, Seruc. You still have a lot to learn. You're too predictable. Now, tell me, how's my son's plan getting along? And the prisoners? What are they up to? Come, sit down, I'll give you some ale, and we'll talk."